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ARABIAN NIGHTS PART ONE of III N2 ONE Arabian ONE of III N2 ONE
I remember it well... It was a long ride towards a new experience. The sky was pitch black. The iridescence of the shadow upon the moon hidden behind a veil of velvet; awaiting the new birth of light. The air was cold and crisp and yet; no chill to be found. To breath on that night whilst pondering the events within the night; there to be held was the meditative namaste of the embrace of light. Dressed in black and brown I proceeded through the door with no anticipation and no expectation around. The sounds of rhymatical drums and frequencies all around... noticing the walk to the beat without planning aforehand...there in the midst technology and screens to behold a new sound. To see the velvet and pink balloons was amazing, like arriving in a new world of wonderment. Sitting upon the foundation to listen to another story being felt within my head a tap on my shoulder did one say... look walked past you upon the face of determination was the energy of the embrace. It was time to meet the pauper and peasant of truth...my feet knew nearly not what to do...as my heart pounded no sounds did I hear but it's verse and mind swollen with one verse "patience is a virtue" round and round... And as it was time, given by this young man... this young lady did speak upon the initiation of invitation the first embrace in a hi, a sigh, smile and I do. For within reason of that moment, life eternal was greeted - touched by the hand thrice times the heart felt it's life in truth... The Embrace Sweetest Day October on that very very beautiful night. Written by QuiestSeven Take care - you are missed. PS: (edit addendum) alot. [Edited 10/19/08 14:53pm] | |
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You write as you speak from your heart...eloquently.
I love the description of the moon hidden behind a veil of velvet,awaiting the new birth of light. What a wonderful story of a man and a woman an encounter of light shining in both,shared through touch. Auras abound in a land of holy ground,once in the past and in the now. | |
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Beautiful | |
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